And…

And…

Kay Rice
June 04, 2013

And in the silence, he came to me,
Kissed my lips and made me free.
Breaking a spell cast by fate,
Opened the doors, sealed by hate.
Lifting me up to walk by his side,
Facing life with eyes, open wide.

And under the blanket of the night,
He took my hand and taught me to fight.
Placing his heart in my crippled chest,
Taking my own, to heal and to rest.
Breathing into my lungs new air,
Healing scarred skin, naked and bare.

And the crippled, fragile soul he saved,
Stands here beside him, strong and brave.
No longer a shadow, that hides in fear,
No longer to cry, empty, frozen tears.
He kisses my lips, and pulls me in tight,
Every day is a battle, and together we fight.

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